Prologue: FlagrarusTrip the horse up with a rod of magic on the long-titled person's next charge, hopefully launching her face down into the mud at the feet of her target.
[4-2+2] You hurl a rod of magical force at the horse's legs. [4] vs [2] Your aim is accurate enough, and the horse stumbles, unable to avoid tripping.
[2] The knight tilts and then slips off her horse, falling the few remaining feet into the mud.
+1 Metamagic
Horse tripped, Knight dismountedThrow a huge wave of mud in the crossbowmen's direction, trying to knock them down and blind them with a thick layer of dirt on their faces.
[2+2-4] You attempt to conjure a huge wave of mud, powerful enough to knock down two targets at long range. Instead there's a feeling of void beneath you, and you find yourself falling.
The mud closes in soon after, leaving you buried alive and still slipping down.
+2 Earth Magic
Entombed in mud((I have the ominous feeling that woman will kill me in two blows if I happen to be unable to convince her. If I convince her, that means more molestery. Ahahhahaha. I can't say Rhedarios is the butt-monkey simply because Lamar takes the cake.))
Rhedarios kept his cool even as the blade cut across his chest. Such an amount of pain was nothing to him; Inquisitors were trained to deal with pain and grow to appreciate it as a sign you were still alive and thus, your enemy could be killed by your very hand. But something sparked his interest. The woman fighting him had such a long title, but her title meant almost nothing. She was very, very far away in the line of succession, and was probably trying to prove herself worthy by combat and deeds. She would never be recognized as worthy of anything more than just chasing after criminals.
Puppy-eyes power, go.
"Lady, I have no doubt about your valor and bravery, but could you please cause us no harm, and instead join me? (Most) members of our group mean no harm to anyone, and obviously your masters do not give you enough importance. You are being sent to chase people inside the mud. I promise your help would be much more appreciated by our side..."
Well, diplomacy had mysteriously worked with Rachel and the quarter-breed hoped that miracle could happen once again. The chances of besting the woman in combat were slim, and the fact she was the commander and could order her soldiers made her the most valuable conversion target. Of course, he also believed she was a good person, only lacking some attention, like Rachel. And Rhedarios is a very delusional draggy.
Use sparkly eyes, convince her with cuteness. If it fails, attempt to dodge her attack and try convincing her again instead of striking back. She is the leader, damnit D:
[4+1-1] You make very convincing puppy eyes at her. [5] She smirks and responds.
"And you think your 'allies' respect and value you, oversized plaything?"
+1 FlattererGus stood, and said "People, why do you follow the emperor? What has he done for you, but made you kill your own people? Do you not believe that one of us could rule this land better?", attempting to disillusion them. ((Don't forget my bonuses you dashing rogue)))
[1-1+1] You're less used to giving inspiring (or disillusioning) speeches than to other forms of convincing, and it shows. You feel like all eyes turn to you, but not in a good way.
Clarence stood agape as minor royalty ordered the deaths of him and everyone nearby, horses charged, the masked wizard's hands spontaneously melted off, and bolts whizzed out of nowhere to strike his companions. The worst part was that he didn't have a lot of ability to stop it, his magic was a great deal more tuned to working in a lab, with actual ingredients. What potion could possibly made out of a bunch of weeds, rainwater, mud, and this damnable splinter! It was imposs-
Clarence shook his fist at the rainy sky when he realized what he had to do. Stupid Gods, always giving the old men the short end of the stick.
IF DIPLOMACY FAILS: Use alchemy to mix a potion of monstrous thorny growth. Use: Rainwater, Mud, those weeds I picked up, and the the tip of the finger with the splinter in it.
Throw the potion at the general area of the attackers, don't have to hit anyone, just make it so that the elixir will start growing angry thorny plants closer to them than us.
((Hopefully I should get a nice bonus to this, considering that I'M SACRIFICING THE TIP OF ONE OF MY FINGERS. Also, one can hope that it can tell friend from foe since it's made with part of me, but if not, who cares.))
IF DIPLOMACY SUCCEEDS: Help carry the Fallen Fire mage, look at his hands and try to think of ways that I could possibly help the poor sod.
[5-5+2+3] You feel an unbearable pain as your finger is eaten from the inside out, the splinter branching out to join the weeds branching it. The concoction writhes with
hunger.[1] Then you drop it at your feet.
+2 Alchemy
Now Flagrarus[6] The potion explodes in a shockwave of growing plant and shuddering ground, vines whipping out as a ripple passes through the mud.
Clarence: [4+3] vs [2]
Rhedarios: [7+3] vs [7+1]
Lamar: [9+3] vs 0
Eric: "Safe"
Gustavo: [8+3] vs [2]
Greg: [4+3] vs [2]
Rachel: [10+3] vs [6+2]
Knight: [9+3] vs [7+4-1]
Horse: [3+3] vs [9+2-1]
Everyone near the group is immediately grabbed by the writhing vines. The only exception is the knight's horse, who promptly neighs and makes a break for it. [5] vs [2+1] It escapes the vines' thorny grasp.
[5] The two archers immediately dash forward, trying to help get the knight out of there. [3+2] vs [2+3], [6+2] vs [8+3] They fail to make any progress, the vines lashing aside their drawn shortswords or accepting the minor cuts without flinching.
The knight squawks in surprise, then begins trying to cut her way out. [6+4-2] vs [9+3] Her long weapon isn't well-suited to that, and she fails.
[1+2] vs [10+3] Rachel has the opposite problem, her light weapon being too small to properly damage the thick, numerous vines.
Rhedarios Eanafaen (Caellath)
16/20 HP
+1 Dodging (2/8)
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+2 Clawfighting (0/16)
-1 Flattery (1/2)
+1 Cuteness
-1 Impressiveness
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Obsidian Claw
Lamar Lyonson (Unholy_Pariah)
0/20 HP
+0 Dodging (1/4)
Flayed Hands: -3 hands actions, -1 all actions
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+2 Fire Magic (2/16)
+1 Fleshwarping (2/8)
+1 Brawling (0/8)
+0 Pacifying (1/4)
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Iron Mask
Shiny Thin Dagger
Eric (HmH)
13/20 HP
+1 Dodging (0/8)
-
+2 Necromancy (2/16)
+2 Earth Magic (2/16)
+1 Hostile Negotiations
-1 Benign Negotiations
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Skull-less Staff
Empty Blood Jar Soulstone
Clarence Illi (Draignean)
12/20 HP
+0 Dodging (1/4)
Cannot Speak
Missing front section of finger
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+2 Alchemy (2/16)
+2 Transmutation (0/16)
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Temperemental Alchemist's Notebook
Fine Mudstone Vials
Middle-Aged Weeds
Gustavo Giaspatto (Spinal_Taper)
17/20 HP
+0 Dodging (3/4)
-
+2+1 Persuasion (0/16)
+1-1 Necromancy (0/8)
+0 Conversation (0/4)
+1 Social
-1 Magic
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Made Mans Glove
Chair Leg
Greg (Nirur Torir)
20/20 HP
-1+1 Dodging (0/2)
-1 Being Healed
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+2 Metamagic (3/16)
+1 Restoration (4/8)
-1 Fine Manipulation
Clawed
Carnivore
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The Ways and Forms of the Body
Rachel, Lieutenant Rogue
15/15 HP
+3 Dodging (0/32)
+2 Knifing (0/16)